there are many ways
to be strong
to stand tall
with the solid strength
of an oak tree
a forest giant
to be flexible and bend
to the wind gale like a reed
or to flow with alternating rhythms
of water
like a stream or river
high mountain water
all of nature is within us
to choose from to seed us
with multiple layers of diversity
seasoned growth
our unfolding flowering diversity
flowing into eternity
so much depends
upon perspective layers
of depth light
darkness as we journey
into the unfolding story
of our chosen spun web destinies
Copyright © Terence George Craddock
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Nicely depicted, the split image from your poem Finding Strength Born In Pain.